"Which aspect."

"The difference between Chinese and Western art."

"The Chinese side pays attention to artistic conception, while the West pays more attention to realism, and the two have different narrative methods, different expressions, and most importantly, different religious beliefs, so that there is a strong contrast between the two."

She said sadly: "I don't understand a little, Teacher Zhang, can you actually show me the exercise?" ”

Many students came and went next to him, and some students asked, "Jiang Yue, what are you doing here?" ”

Jiang Yue replied solemnly: "I am asking Mr. Zhang about the history of Chinese and Western art. ”

Her words undoubtedly made Zhang Liuling unable to refuse, how could a teacher refuse a student's request.

Zhang Liuling is not a person who will refuse a student, he looked at her for a long time: "Follow me." ”

After answering her, he turned to go first.

Jiang Yue heard him agree, with a smile on her face, she followed behind him, and the two walked in the corridor of the school one after the other, and when they arrived at a studio, Zhang Liuling received a call from Shi Nian.

Shi Nian asked him on the phone how the class was today, and if the students had any surprises about the change of teachers, and joked with a smile on the phone: "It's really a waste and overkill to let you substitute for me." ”

Zhang Liuling sorted out the teaching materials on the table in the studio, and replied to Shi Nian's words: "It's not bad, it's just that a few students made mistakes as soon as they came to school today, and today's lesson is just a review of the past." ”

When Zhang Liuling said that a few classmates had made mistakes, Jiang Yue had already stopped behind him after following him in.

Shi Nian began to think wildly on the phone: "You can see if there are any students with good roots for me, and I will pick a few to be my closed disciples." ”

Zhang Liuling was seriously talking to Shi Nian on the phone, and did not pay attention to Jiang Yue behind him, but the textbook turned to the page of Chinese and Western art history: "Then you have to pick it yourself." ”

Shi Nian smiled and said, "I believe in Teacher Zhang's vision. ”

"yes, okay."

The two hung up.

As soon as he hung up the phone, a sentence came from behind him at the same time: "Teacher Zhang." ”

Zhang Liuling looked at her: "Sit down." ”

She was very obedient and sat down obediently.

After she sat down, Zhang Liuling said to her in a warm voice: "Chinese and Western art have their own origins, self-contained systems, and have different characteristics and differences, and these differences, in the final analysis, are differences in cultural systems, which can not be attributed to the painter's personal ideological style, let alone as just differences in materials and techniques, understand?" ”

Jiang Yue lowered her head and said softly, "It seems to be a little understood...... Thank you, Mr. Zhang. ”

She looked up again and asked expectantly, "Can I be Teacher Zhang's only student?" ”

Although she was already his student, she wanted to be his only student, the closed disciple that Sister Shi Nian said.

He put a pen in front of her with a piece of paper, and did not answer her: "Draw each of them." ”

After that, he stopped looking at her, went to sit down, took the textbook and flipped through it.

Jiang Yue looked at him sideways, seeing that he didn't look at her, and she didn't act like a demon, she picked up a sketch pen he put there and began to draw seriously on a piece of paper.

Zhang Liuling glanced at her before retracting his gaze.

And when he just lowered his head, Jiang Yue stopped the pen in his hand and said, "Teacher Zhang, there are some shadows that I won't deal with. ”

When Zhang Liuling heard her words, he put down the book in his hand, got up and walked to her, and looked at her painting.

He looked at it for a while, and then frowned, probably because her understanding of this aspect was really not enough, and the painting was very bad.

So he stretched out his hand and naturally held her hand, and took the pen in her hand to deal with those shadow parts, Jiang Yue looked at it very seriously.

One bowed his head, the other bent over, and the light mist shone on Zhang Liuling, who was bent, making his whole person seem to be plated, and the Jiang Yue figure below him was in his arms, not irradiated by the light, and his eyes were only staring very seriously at the tip of the pen that drove her hand to move.

When the hair on the top of Jiang Yue's head swept Zhang Liuling's neck, Zhang Liuling realized that the distance between the two was a little too close, and he immediately stopped the pen in his hand and widened the distance between the two.

Jiang Yue raised her head: "Teacher Zhang, what's wrong?" ”

Zhang Liuling frowned slightly: "It's nothing." He continued to look down and instruct her on the shadows of the painting.

Jiang Yue's gaze was still raised, and his gaze shuttled between his slender neck.

Suddenly, Zhang Liuling felt something sweep over his Adam's apple, and there was a chill on his skin.

He got up and stepped back suddenly, his first reaction was to touch his neck, and found that there was dye on his neck, and Jiang Yue was holding a small brush in his hand, and there was dye on the tip of the pen.

Zhang Liuling's throat rolled, his hands clenched at his side, and he scolded angrily: "What are you doing? ”

Jiang Yue replied with a smile: "Teacher Zhang has dirty things on his neck, I'll sweep them off for you." ”

Then, she blinked her eyes again, looked up at him innocently and innocently, and asked, "Otherwise, what does Teacher Zhang think I am going to do?" ”

"Seducing you?"

"Teacher Zhang is a man with a wife."

"I have a boyfriend too."

In the end, her tone was like a sigh, looking at his eyes, there was clearly a hook hidden, and no one who saw her would feel innocent.